Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-05-09

than Herod. He swifter than
the storm. He is grander than
the sea. he is vaster than eternity. And
every sword of Gods omnipotence will
leap from it's scabbard, and all the re-
sources of infnity be exhausted, rather
than that Gods child shall not be deliv-
cred when he cries to Him for rescue.
Suppose your child was in trouble, how
much would you endure to get him out?
You would go through any hardship. YeFI
would say: 81 don't care what it Will
cost, must get him out of thstRtrou=
bIe." Z
Do you think God is not SO goodSa
father as you? Seeing you are in trouble,
and having all power, will He not stgetch
out His arm and deliver you? He will.
he is mighty to save. He can level the
mountain and divide the sea, and can ex-
tinguish the fire and save the soul. Not
dim of eye, not weak of arm, not feeble
OF resources, but with all eternity and the
universe at His feet. Go tell Jesus. Will
you? Ye whose cheeks are wet with the
night-deW Of the grave; ye who can not
look up; ye whose hearts are dried with
the breath of g. sirOcco; in the name of
the religion of Jesus Christ, which lifts
every burden, and wipes away every tear,
and delivers every captive, and lightens
every darkness, l implore you now, go
aud tell Jesus.
A little child went with her father, q
sea captain, to sea, and when the first
storm came the little child was very
much frightened and in the night rushed
out of the cabin and said: "Where is
father? where is fatuer?" Then they
told her; "Father is on deck
GUIDING THE VESSEL
and watching the storm" The little child
Immediately returned to her berth and
said: otis all right, for
father rs on deck" On. ye who
are tossed and driven III this
world, up by the mountains and down by
the valleys and at your wits end, want
you to know the Lord God is guiding the
ship. Your Father Is on deck. He will
bring you through the darkness into the
harbor. Trust in the Lord. Go and
tell Jesus. Let me say that if you
do not you will have no comfort
here and you will forever be an out
cast and wanderer. Your death will be
a sorrow; your eternity will be disas-
ter.
But if you go to Him for pardon and
sympathy all is well. Everything will
brighten up and Joy will come to the
heart and sorrow will depart; your sins
will be forgiven and your foot will touch
the upward path and the shining messen-
gers that report above what is done here
will tell it until the great arches of God
resound with the glad tidings if now,
with contrition and full trustfulness
of soul, you will only go and tell
Jesus.
But am oppressed, when 1 look over
this audience, at the prospect that some
may not take this counsel, and sgo away
unblessed. I cannot help asking what
will be the destiny of these people? So
never care whether it comes into the
text or not; never leave my place at this
platform without telling them that now is
the accepted time, and to some, perhaps,
THE LAST TIME.
Xerxes looked off on his army. There
were two million men-perhaps the finest
army ever marshalled. Xerxes rode
along the lines, reviewed them, came
back, stood on some high point,
looked off upon the 100000 men, and
burst into tears. At that
moment when everyone supposed he
would be in the greatest exultation, ne |
broke down in grief. They asked him |
why he Wept. "Ah," he said, 81 weep at
the thought that so soon all this host will |
be dead" So stand looking off upon |
this host of immortal men and women,
and realize the fact, as perhaps no man
can, unless he has been in similar posi- |
ton, that soon the places which know
you now will know you no more, and you |
will be gone-Whither whittier? There |
is stirring idea which the poet put in
very peculiar verse when he said:
TITS not for man to triie; life is brief,
And sin is here; |
Our age is but the falling of leaf
a dropping tear.
Not many lives, but only one have We
One, only one; gs5ss<$x,es
How sacred should that enc lHee7ef be-
That narrow Span!
The Finest Razors In the World